UP IT

I'm a real street nigga and I been about them racks
Why you in my face you know you not built like that
Acting tough when you don't got a blick bitch we know you bluffing
I don't do that back and forth arguing I'ma turn around and up it
Up it Up it
Up it switch came with a button
Up it Up it
Up it

I done spent the block like three times
He no where in sight
What's the point of beefing with me
You don't even got a pipe
You don't even care about your life
Neither do I bitch I ain't shooting at the sky
I'm tryna make this nigga die (ahh)

.9 sell it for 65
I'ma make you niggas dry
I'ma bully every play
Eastside down to the south I don't care what side
Y'all niggas be crying too much Niggas mad I done blew up
All of my shit is water
I suggest you go harder

Last four months boy I been on a wave who gon' stop me now
I just made a play a hundred grams that like four thou
Profit too disrespectfully
Man I don't fuck with you
Y'all niggas be acting like these bitches
In your feelings ooh
I got the drop on this addy too
I'll give you one but you gon' owe me two
Getting money
I feel like there's nothing better else to do
I knew this bitch was for the streets by how that hoe be running loose

I'm a real street nigga and I been about them racks
Why you in my face you know you not built like that
Acting tough when you don't got a blick bitch we know you bluffing
I don't do that back and forth arguing I'ma turn around and
Up it Up it
Up it Up it
Switch came with a button
Up it
Up it Up it



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Cash
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